Annie just wanted to live her normal life. She had a job that although didn't pay well was happy with and her friend, Cammie, who always loved to cheer her up. She loved her co workers until everything changed. She had out of curiosity met someone who changed her life forever. Dylan was not always doing his business in public but had to the same night he met his toy and of course that was a dream come true for him... someone he could always play with. He has a daughter who would one day be the head of his business and she needed someone to take care of her. Annie was the right person. Would Annie get to love her dangerously new found home or would she reject them and run away... even though no one could escape from Dylan. Rated 18+
Everyone knows that feeling.
A feeling of betrayal and frustration, one that could kill.
A feeling of hopelessness.
The room was slightly opened and inside sat the one man who could make the whole of America quiver in fear and submission. That same man sat on the floor, a bottle of rum in his hand and a few other bottles on the floor. Some were broken while some lay motionless probably feeling what he was feeling. His white shirt opened that only two buttons held it and his hair wasn't the gelled black hair or the curly one, it was dishevelled as if he had just had sex. But the worst kind of sex.
He coughed tears in his eyes, he took a huge gulp of the content, and another until the bottle was empty then he threw it across the room and it shattered. His woman would have screamed or rebuked him. But no, she wasn't here... she was probably six feet to her death.
Yes! It was his fault. He had killed her and he regretted it. His daughter couldn't look at his face, she hated him and he hated himself.
If he could rewind time, he wouldn't have shot that bullet... a kill bullet. It had hit her chest and she had screamed his name with shock and pain, but he knew he saw hate masked under the pretence of shock and pain.
She can't feel pain, not after he had broken her to the extent that she could cut a life body without throwing up or fainting. It was hatred for him because he knew he had destroyed her entire life when he made her his own. It wasn't just that people would be after her or she'd engage in some illegal business of the sort, it was... .
It was because he admired her too much and knew she would die someday. But it was too soon
"Fuck you, Annie", he muttered wiping his face with a dirty towel that lay on the floor with him. He stunk of alcohol and dirt but could stand it, what was alcohol and dirt compared to blood and decayed bodies.
Thinking back in time, he thought of when he first saw her, how he adored her and called her his own. He thought of how he finally found love.
Love?
No one would have ever thought someone like him... the great dragon of America would find love and fall so weak. So weak that he dropped to level one.
But he had killed it. He had killed the only person that brought life to him, someone that made him feel human and sane. A being that made him feel loved and he had killed her.
He wasn't going to forgive himself.
Going back in time, on an early January where he had met her... that was all he could do to at least feel her and not feel guilty.
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
I'm a Luna. After three years of marriage to Alpha Nathaniel Blackwood, I'm finally pregnant with his pup. But he's unclaimed me for his first love. I'm leaving the pack with this secret, praying he never finds out. Nathaniel Blackwood is a handsome, powerful Alpha. In a world where humans and werewolves coexist, he has it all: a billion-dollar empire, untold power, a massive pack, and, most importantly, the perfect Luna. But the return of his first love shattered our marriage. When he finds out the secret I've been hiding, will he regret rejecting me? Will I ever be able to forgive him? Dive into this gripping serialized novel to find out more-Enjoy the ride!
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."